When I Was Sixteen, Part 2
Two weeks after sex with my dad, we do it again, better.
I was really horny. I’d gotten this way often enough before, but the sensation of wanting some kind of sexual contact had grown by an order of magnitude since dad had “taken” my virginity two weeks earlier. Given this opportunity, I just walked into the bathroom where dad was showering, pulled down my shorts and panties, and sat on the toilet to pee. I did all that before dad had a chance to say anything. “What are you do...